C299 Exercise My Body!

In his eyes, Ye Fan was nothing more than a skilled, yellow-haired kid. What gave him the right to speak to him that way? Even if he was a master, what of it? Su Haomiao was filled with regret. Why hadn't he brought a skilled bodyguard with him this time?

"Ye Fan, your death will be a miserable one!" Su Haomiao's voice was unnaturally hoarse, yet it brimmed with boundless hatred.

"I must admit